The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

As a river pirate who was also known as the 'Red Knight,' Hazlitt naturally possessed some secretive knowledge that ordinary people were unaware of, so he was cautious and on guard when it came to Divine Spirits.


And now, the fanaticism of his confidant 'Blood Axe' Danny heightened the 'Red Knight's' vigilance to an extreme.


He distinctly heard Danny utter these two words!


But he didn't sense an overwhelmingly powerful presence.


'Are we going to become sacrifices for the one who descends?' he wondered subconsciously.


At the same time, footsteps approached from outside—


The rubbing sound of boots against the muddy ground jolted the 'Red Knight's' heart.


The other set of slightly heavier footsteps belonged to his liaison, Maha.


The 'Red Knight' hoped that 'Skull Splitter' Sadi would create an opportunity for him.


Chapter 744 - Chapter 741: Descent of the Gods XI